Prologue
A slender woman with black hair falling over her shoulders, eyes as blues as the Narith Sea, and a scar running down her left eye. She stands on a balcony looking down at the city below her. Deep in thought, that woman is none other than Xelia Baratheon, Empress of the 13 lands.
She starts to think about her ancestral home across the Narith Sea, a place she left 20 years ago.
She misses her little brothers, Robert boisterous laugh, Stannis small smile he only did around her, little Renly's babbling incoherent words.
She had to leave, after the death of her parents, and the raven she received from the mad king, if she had stayed, she would have poisons Aerys, the filthy dragon spawn.
She sighs, it was about time she returned home.
Two women stands behind her, her sworn shields and both knights of the round table. Silver eyes Clare, and Malenia Blade of Miquella, both were the first two join her and her late husband in their bid to unite the 13 lands against the darkness, 15 years ago.
"Clare" she said, catching the attention of one of her sworn shields.
"Yes, your excellency" the now identified Clara responded.
"Summon the council" Xelia said, Clare bowed and left the balcony to complete her task.
She continues to look at the bustling city below, "Malenia, where is my son" she asks her second sworn shield.
"I believe he is in the Colosseum, meeting the warriors that will participate in the festival, your excellency." Malenia responded, with respect.
'of course, he his, that boy is just like his father.' She thought with a smile, and sadness as she remembered her kind and strong husband, who did not live to see the peace they fought so hard for,
"Inform him, of the council meeting, that his presence will be required." She said to Malenia.
Malenia turns to leave when Xelia calls out to her, "and make sure he understands that it is not a request." Malenia bows and leave the balcony.
Xelia looks at the capital city one last time, before turning and making her way to the council chamber.
Malenia is walking into the Coliseum entrance, the guards bow as she passed them to where the crown prince is. Thinking she might have missed him, she hears his voice, in the entrance of the ring.
"Hopefully, mother will let me join this year and I can show you guys what my Warhammer can do" he said grinning, while those around him laugh. His eyes catch her, walking towards him, he turns and smile at her.
"Malenia, what brings you all the way out here" he asks her.
"My prince" she said with a bow. "Your mother wishes for you to attend the council meeting she is holding" she finishes.
"Do I have to, you and I both now they are boring affairs" he said, no longer smiling.
"I'm afraid I must insist, my prince. Your mother was very clear, that you need to attend" she said a little bit forcefully.
He sighs, knowing there is no changing her mind "Fine, lead the way"
As they make their way to the palace, Malenia cannot help but wonder, "where is the Storm Guard, Gendry"
"Oh, I gave them the day off" he said, while scratching the back of his head, laughing. It is a tell, he had since childhood, whenever he was caught doing something, he should not be doing.
Malenia gave him a disappointed look, before shaking her head and they continued on their way.
Back in the palace, Clare is seen leading the 11 members of the council to the meeting room.
"This is unseemly, to summon the council, without warning" said a disgruntled, Dayam, The Master of Trade. An old man of 90 years, black hair and green eyes, so short most thinks he is a dwarf. his keen instinct has helped the empire thrive, but he still blames the empress for the death of his great nephew, the emperor.
"We serve at her excellency pleasure, Master Dayam" reprimanded Carmine, The Master of War, giving said man a stern look. Greog Carmine, is a muscular built man that stands two meters tall, a scar on his left cheek from the unification war. Even at the age of fifty, he still looks fierce, and his very presence makes the atmosphere tense.
"Peace Master Carmine," said Vargas, The Master of the Air Force. Castor Vargas, a tall man, with red hair and eyes, and slim build. He has an eyepatch over his right eye, due to an attack which caused him to lose the eye.
"I'm Sure Master Dayam, met no disrespect" said the man, who control the air with 10,000 Wyverns, each the size of Balerion the black dread.
"Even so, Master Dayam, should mind his tongue" said Senku Kaisho, The young Master of Innovation. a scrawny and physically weak young man of average height with pale skin. He has white hair that fades to green towards the ends, spiking up naturally into soft tips. Two locks of hair drape over his face. He has sharp red eyes, slim eyebrows, a small nose, and a mouth that tends to curl into an evil grin. He is dubbed the smartest man in all of the 13 lands, after the death of his father, the previous Master of Innovation.
They continue to walk in silence until their reach their destination, meeting the crown prince along the way.
"My prince" they all greeted him with a bow, catching Gendry's attention.
"My lords, it seems this is an important meeting, for mother to call a full meeting" he said acknowledging them.
"I'm surprise, you're here Gendry, usually your finding ways to not attend" said the young Master of Innovation.
Gendry chuckled at his friend's remark, "Mother was quite insistent that I attend" he gave a quick look at Malenia, Senku understood and started chuckling.
They all made the final walk to the hall, the door opens and there was his mother sitting, waiting for them.
By her side was the Lord Commander of the Knights of the Round Table, Ser Bradley, an old man of Sixty, with incredible physique for his age, head still full of black hair, a thick black mustache and an eye patch over his left eyes. Few knows how a man of his caliber lost said eye.
The lord Commander was wearing his armor, exclusive to the Knights of the round table.
He was holding his Great helm with a flat top and a curved brim under his arm, meant to cover his head and neck, he wore a breastplate with a raised ridge in the center, shaped to deflect blows. He has Coat of plates covering his torso, consisting of overlapping steel plates. His Pauldrons on the shoulders, articulated to allow movement, Vambraces on his forearms, his Gauntlets protected by articulated plates, Cuisses on the thighs, greaves on the shins, and sabatons on the feet. He had a Gorget around his neck, protecting the throat. He had Senku devise Couter on the elbow, to provide them with extra protection.
His armor is a mix of polished and matte finishes, with a silver and steel color scheme. The warrior's surcoat, draped over the armor, features a black stag on a bloody field.
The cape was made of a rich, golden cloths, Clasped at the shoulder with a gold brooch. Embroidered with intricate gold thread, featuring a pattern of a golden stag. a sword at his side, ready for combat. The cape signifies the Knights status, above all others in the 13 lands.
After looking at one of his heroes, Gendry greeted his mother, "Here I am mother as requested" he said with a grin and then bowed.
All other bowed with a "we are here to serve" they said in unison.
"Please my lords, be seated" she said.
"I have called this meeting to announce that me and the crown prince will be taking a trip." She added, surprising all 11 members of the council.
"Your Excellency, I'm sure any of the Rulers of the 13 lands would happily welcome you and the crown prince, I know the blues isles are beautiful this time of year." said the master of the Air force, he was one of those rulers who wish tie his house to the crown.
"I'm sure it is, but We will travel east, Master Vargas" she responded curtly, already seeing the man's intention.
"East, Mother" said a surprise Gendry.
"Yes, it is time for you to see, the Stormlands, our ancestral home." She finished.
"Is traveling to Westeros, a good idea at this time" they all look at him, while the empress raised a brow at the disrespect.
He quickly added, "Your Excellency"
"The 13 lands are peaceful, with the darkness pushed back, I see no reason to not leave ruling in my councilors capable hands" she looked at him, "Unless, of course the Master of Trade is telling me, that the council is unfit to rule in my stead"
"Of course not, your excellency" Dayam quickly added. "It just, the election for the prime minister is almost done"
"I will leave after the election, Master Dayam" she said to which Dayam nodded in agreement.
"i would advise, you take the knights of the round table with you, your excellency" said the Master of War. He looked at the lord commander for backing, which he gave.
"It would place the people at ease, if they knew their empress was well protected in these foreign lands, your excellency" he added.
Many were surprised, the Master of war and the lord commander never agree on anything, the empress had no choice but to agree.
"Very well, lord commander, make sure the knights are ready to leave after the election" she commanded.
"As you command, your excellency" he said with a bow.
She turned her attention to the youngest of the council, "Master kaisho, any update on the flying fortress"
"All I need to complete it, is 5 more days, your excellency" he said, and went back to reading some of his reports.
"Very well, this meeting his adjourn, until the next one, when we welcome the new prime minister," she stood and everyone stood with her, and bowed their heads as she, the crown prince and her two sworn shields left the room.
(The Narith Sea, is known as the Sunset Sea in Westeros)
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